The mountain ghost trekked for more than three hundred miles, all the way to the southwest, keeping an eye on the fluctuations of the Yin Yuan around him at any time. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

She just ran to Yun Mengze and called out the water god there and asked him to go to Lushan to take care of Chunqi. The mountain ghost knows that the water god and Tsubaki are old friends, just as she knows that such an arrogant youkai will leave also has a friendship with Tsubaki.

Her Tsubaki is so good. Everyone likes it and wants to have a piece of it.

The expression on the face of the water god looked strange when she came out, but she didn't have time to say more to him, she only told him, "Tsubaki has amnesia and will be half dead, go to Lushan Lion Peak to rescue Tsubaki!" and hurried away.

Zhan Xinghe, she repeated this name in her heart, I will definitely find you. I'm going to get Tsubaki back.

Her brother, her best friend, Tsubaki she has been silently watching, if there is no more...... The mountain ghost didn't dare to think about it anymore. If there is no more, if he can't remember it again?

Then he will become a lonely one again.

Mountain ghosts have a long lifespan. As long as there are people in the world who are afraid of the secluded mountains and forests, she will always exist. You can't die if you want to.

Live every day and night in solitude like that.

She is running around the world, looking for people who are rich in yin yuan. Several times I thought I had found it, but I found that it was just a person who had cultivated the evil sect and was relying on absorbing the souls of others to enhance his spiritual power.

The mountain ghosts angrily tore the men apart.

Zhan Xinghe, Zhan Xinghe! She shouted, where are you, Zhan Xinghe!

Of course, Zhan Xinghe will not reply to the mountain ghosts.

Zhan Xinghe fell ill in a remote town only forty or fifty miles away from Cangwu.

He did have a conflict with Uncle Hua and Uncle Xu in order to recover Chunqi's body.

The uncles said that the demon must have taken the corpse to Lushan. The demon used to be Cangwu's big disciple, and his Taoist skills were the strongest. And Cangwu's most test-of-the-Dao formation is the Fansheng Formation that can bring the dead back to life. Lushan was full of anger, he must have gone there.

"So, why don't we go and recover Mr.!" Zhan Xinghe asked loudly.

"I have tried many times with your Uncle Hua, and we have tried all kinds of methods, but we have not succeeded in summoning spirits. Senior Uncle Xu said, "There is only a senior brother in the Fan Sheng Array...... The devil will use it, so it's better to give him a little time to resurrect Tsubaki. ”

Uncle Hua next to him turned his back and slammed his fist on the pillar. A lot of ash fell from the beams.

"Even if this is the case, can we let the adversary stay by Mr.'s side? Who knows what kind of trouble the adversary will cause and let Mr. voluntarily beg for death again! Mr. doesn't owe him, why should Mr. suffer for him again and again!" Xinghe pleaded urgently, "Uncle Shi, please take Xinghe to rescue Mr.!"

The two uncles turned their faces away.

"Xinghe," Uncle Xu advised him, "maybe we all thought wrong. Your husband may be willing to stay with the elder brother. They were like that when they were kids, and there was no saying that anyone owed anyone. ”

"We forced him to break with Senior Brother before, but it took him half a year to lay out, using his soul to give Senior Brother a chance to break through the seal. How did he spend that half a year? The people who usually traveled all over the world were suddenly left with him. ”

"No, sir, Mr. is obviously ......" Xinghe wanted to say that Mr. was obviously with me in Lincang Mountain, and Mr. was obviously still with me. But he remembered that every day at that time, Tsubaki sat alone for a long time after the night was quiet.

It seems that he is the only one left in heaven and earth, as if there is nothing to look forward to in life.

Xinghe still insisted on going to Lushan, but his uncles forbade him to go out of Cangwu.

"Senior brother doesn't know you. His temperament has changed drastically now, if he accidentally injures you, how will your husband choose?"

Xinghe was so angry that his hands trembled.

"I don't want him to know! I'll beat him and take him back!"

Taking advantage of the stunned uncles, he condensed his sword technique and rushed into the air.

Sir, he said in his heart, you wait for the galaxy.

But he rushed out thirty or forty miles, and was forced to land on the ground because of his lack of spiritual power. Galaxy has a high fever.

In fact, since he was sensible, such a high fever is once a year, and every time the fever subsides, Xinghe will feel that the inspiration of ghosts is a little sharper, so he has never paid attention to it before. But why is this year happening now?

Xinghe was burning all over, but he kept walking in the direction of Lushan.

He walked through the wilderness, remembered the flowers on both sides of the Peach Blossom River, and his husband once said that he would pick them to make peach blossom wine and get drunk with him. He walked past the house and remembered the small house on Lincang Mountain, where Mr. had taught him to write and ridiculed him for being "as ugly as a tadpole." He walked through the lively street and remembered that Mr. Yu Yang Qiu took him to the city of the Central Plains to see, Wanluo has millions of people, what kind of fireworks should it be?

Xinghe finally ran out and collapsed on the side of the road.

In his coma, he felt someone gently lift him up, take him to a warm house, wipe the sweat and dirt off his face, and feed him a sweet potion that shimmers in his bitterness, just like his husband did two years ago.

"Sir?" Xinghe muttered.

"What are you talking about?" A bright girl in front of her was holding a medicine tray, and there was a bowl on the medicine tray, and a small spoon was placed in the bowl.

"Come, sir!" cried the girl to the back, "this man is awake!"

Xinghe gave her a headache in a loud voice.

"Who are you?" Xinghe asked.

"I haven't asked you who you are yet," the girl put the medicine tray on the bedside cabinet and put a pillow under Xinghe so that he could sit up. She did it naturally, and Xinghe had no choice but to accept it. "Okay, how could you have fallen on the side of the road? If you hadn't been picked up by your husband, you would have been picked up by human traffickers or trampled to death by cattle and horses. ”

Xinghe didn't answer her, only asked, "Where am I?"

The girl didn't seem to realize Xinghe's defense: "Caolu." This is my husband's cottage, and my husband said that this means 'the settlement in the human realm', that is, we live in the human world for the time being, so that we can take care of the ......."

"Shanshan," interrupted the girl as a man walked in from outside, "is he awake?"

The girl turned around and said crisply, "Sir!"

The man hummed and walked to the bed, and the girl hurriedly pulled a chair, and then stood behind the chair, and the man sat down calmly.

Xinghe watched quietly.

"Now that you're awake, let's talk about it. The man straightened the hem of his clothes, "What the hell is going on?" ”

Before Xinghe could answer, the girl had already screamed: "Are you a disciple of Cangwu?"

Xinghe immediately shook his head and said I wasn't.

The man said lightly: "It's not a disciple of Cangwu, but there is a Cangwu Dao method on his body." "And the Yin Yuan is so thick that it is as if it has absorbed the souls of tens of thousands of people in one go.

The girl smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, Mr. used to be a cangwu." Speaking of which, you should be called Mr. Uncle and I should be called Senior Sister. ”

"Shanshan," the man seemed a little helpless.

The girl stuck out her tongue, "Oh no, Mr. is going to dismiss me again." ”

"I'm sorry, I haven't heard from my uncles. Xinghe said cautiously.

The man nodded and said, "They are right not to talk about it." ”

"I haven't been back to Cangwu for many years, and I have expected that things and people will inevitably be wrong in my hometown. But nowadays, all kinds of things can not be described just by 'things are not people'. Let me ask you first, why did Cangwu's eldest disciple Danshu suddenly become a demon? It is rumored that he slaughtered Qinzhou, ambushed millions of corpses, and bled thousands of miles, is this true?"

Xinghe replied: "Yes." “

The man was silent for a long time, and then asked: "The fourth disciple Chunqi colluded with demons, stole innate artifacts, destroyed the balance of aura in the world, and caused the monsters in the world to grow rampant, and was spurned by the world, is this also true?"

Xinghe said bitterly: "Yes." ”

The man leaned forward and said eagerly: "What about the real people?

"Master Ancestor, he passed away many years ago. ”

The man stood up with a smack, "What!"